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| This is how to buy shoes like a man. Pick one thing you like and stick with it no matter what happens, forever. |
Every so often one of the places I write for tries to get me to take pictures to go along with the words I make with my word-hands, and let's just say I'm not filling it. Mostly on account of being a horrible photographer with a shitty camera. Every now and again I like to remind people of that fact, just so they'll leave me alone.
I went to visit my parents the other week. This is what it looks like where I grew up. Probably explains a lot. Like why I'm a fucking creep.
Went to this restaurant everyone is raving about recently. It was lovely, and good, and we were happy, but then again, come on with this food art shit.
Yeah it is. Fucking nerd.
Charlie's Kitchen, one of the only bars I know that can make a Smiths lyric seem really bro-ey and gross, and that's why it's great.
Pretty good sign that the party is killing it when you've got you're man tits out.
Lamp shades are for amateurs. Evan parties like a real champ. A champ with an icy dick.
I eat like a pig when I go out. If a pig was a cannibal and it ate lots of pig that is.
I drink like a mezcal-drinking person. Lone Star Taco Bar is new and good and you can spill mezcal all over the place out of a little pot that makes you feel like a giant drinking out of an adobe hut, terrorizing the villagers.
Still drinking this stuff. That's what it's like to live life on the effing edge. DGAF.
Does this really creepy look and vibe make me look like a creep? At the Celtics game, yo. They didn't put me on the jumbotron. Fascist pricks. Leo and I bet the over, but they ended up beating Toronto like 100-60. FUUUUCK. We were pleading with Toronto to please score a single basket you shitty, shitty shitbums the whole time. Bros in front of us didn't like us cheering for the other team. Sorry dude, negocios son negocios, feel me?
Yo, this is the parking garage elevator on the way to the Garden. Is that a blood stain on the ceiling? WTF?
If this hoodie had the PTSOTL logo on it it would be the best hoodie ever. BTW stay tuned for PTSOTL t-shirts which are going to be a real thing very soon.
Here we are at an adult party being adults. I still managed to get fucked up on four different types of things somehow, but there were lots of crackers and cheeses and things so that still counts.
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8 comments:
Just because I suck at it doesn't mean that photography is hard, by the way. I suck at a lot of silly things.
ha, what a douche. your computer types up some funny shit sometime.
There's a difference between pushing a thousand different buttons in the right order than pushing one once though innit? JK JK JK you big sensitive artists.
I buy a pair of these every other summer. That's been the beginning and end of my shoe shopping for years. Am I a super-upright ultra-male or a stylistically stunted throwback?
http://www.eastbay.com/product/model:133855/sku:034813/adidas-originals-stan-smith-mens/white/fairway/&SID=8032&inceptor=1&cm_mmc=SEO-_-Feeds-_-Froogle-_-null
wearing those! just kidding, those look good on you. NO HOMO!
I wholeheartedly agree with "find one thing you like and stick with it forever" philosophy. However, I usually toss the smelly sweatboxes when I buy a new pair. You're gross O'Neil.
Also, I will gladly rock wolf-emblazoned PTSOTL wear here in the All-American city... for a small fee.
If for a fee you mean like negative $20 plus shipping, then you have a deal.
That's exactly what I meant how did you guess?
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